The Mimic [In Editing]

The Mimic [In Editing]

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I have this skill. I don't think its that popular but its pretty unique. Using my Uniqueness,( Is that a word?), Me and my best friends, Kat and Chloe, We pretty much made a kind of channel on the radio for die-hard directioners or would-be directioners. Some people would think its really 1D singing live whenever we play songs but its not. Its really me. The truth is, I can mimic any voice if I focus and put my heart to it. So since I really loved One Direction, I picked up the pitches of their exact voices accidentally. I could really use this skill for fun. So I taught My Best and CLOSEST friends how to do it too. But I don't think I knew how dangerous it would be. But you know, Live while We're Young right?
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Everyone has one thing or more things, that make them special. Perfect examples, able to burp the ABC's, singing backwards or even making things float with your mind. Yeah you heard me, I can make things float with my mind, and later you'll be finding what else I can do. For the longest time, it was always me, Aunt Grace and my best friend in all the world Lucas. My parents both died when I was little and I don't remember them; so I've been living with my Aunt ever since. We have family, but they aren't exactly in our zip code and they don't exactly keep in touch. We don't either, so we are really no better then them. On the night of my 16th birthday (anyone else feel like big events happen on someone 16th birthday? No, just me?) three strangers came knocking during my birthday party and that's when the truth of who I am, who my Aunt is and who my parents were--are. Leaving my normal life behind, I step into a world that has, Werewolves, Vampires, Giants, Fairies, Witches, Warlocks and Hybrids of mixed families, waiting for me. The first day at my knew school, lets just say I blew the roof off the castle. Long story short, really fast way to make people hate you even more then they already do real fast. Oh and three more thing before you start reading my story. Never open the door to three strangers in the rain, it very well might change your life for better or worse. There is also Hunters, that want to kill all of us, just because we are different. And the third thing, be careful of who you fall in love with, because they very well might start a war because they can't handle their blood lust. Have fun reading!

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